Ellery Mountain 3 - The Carpenter and the Actor (6 page)

“A thing. Like sex.” Like exactly what he and Kieran were going to have.
“Yeah. Sex. Good sex. I even thought I was falling for the guy… Until I found out—or rather Finn found out—that he was married with three kids.”
“Shit.”
“Yeah, and some. Turns out he was the guy your momma warns you about when you tell her you’re having sex the first time. The one who is only in it to get his rocks off.”
“How did Finn find out?”
Kieran smiled. And suddenly Jason knew exactly how Finn had found out.
“He had him checked?”
“Can’t say as I was that happy when I found out he had vetted my ‘boyfriend’.” Kieran used his fingers to hang quotes around the word boyfriend. “Anyway, Daniel got involved and confronted Joe, who then left in a hurry. Bastard never even paid me for my work.”
“So. On that occasion your friends’ meddling worked out well, but do they do that to every one of the guys you get with?”
Kieran huffed a laugh. “In Ellery? I didn’t go to college. He wasn’t my first lay, I’ve done my time in the clubs in K-ville, back alleys and shitty motel rooms. But Joe was my first real ‘thing’. Let’s say I didn’t talk to Finn for a week, Daniel for a month.”
“They only did it because they cared, I guess.”
“Finn checked him out because he’d heard the guy on the phone in the diner. Daniel confronted him because he wanted to save me from heartache. They’re good friends.”
“And you would do the same for them?”
“I would.”
“Don’t come in now,” Jason heard himself say. Where it had come from, he didn’t know. His dick wanted Kieran naked and over the bed in the next two minutes, but his head and his damn sensitive heart had heard every word Kieran had just said and had come to their own conclusions.
“What?” Kieran looked confused.
“I’m passing through,” Jason said softly. “I’m here for just over a month then I’m gone. I want to work through the fog in my head and then I don’t plan on coming back. There’s no wife or kids, or another guy, but I do have a life that is in a different place to you.”
“I don’t see where this is going.” Kieran reached over and placed a hand flat on his thigh. “Are you saying you don’t want to fuck me? That you don’t want me to fuck you? That you’re not so turned on you could push me over the hood of this car and fuck me into tomorrow?” Kieran’s words dripped with invitation and the touch of his hand sent more blood south. Jason couldn’t help swaying closer to the guy that filled his senses. How did he explain where his head was at?
“I don’t want to be the guy who just passes through. Okay? No giving Finn a reason to have to check me out, or Daniel to have a talk with me about how I am fucking you over.”
“They wouldn’t.” Kieran slid his hand higher until it cupped his erection and Jason squirmed under the touch.
“You’re a nice guy—”
“Where have I heard that before?” Kieran snapped, sounding irritated. He pressed a little harder on Jason’s crotch then cleverly twisted the button to open his fly. In seconds, Kieran had his hand under denim and cotton and wrapped around Jason’s dick. Jason groaned and pushed up into the circle of Kieran’s hand. “I get sick of it. I’m always the nice guy, the cute twink, the one that couldn’t possibly want to tie a guy up and fuck his brains out.”
Jason felt his mouth open and his jaw drop. “You…want to…”
Kieran leaned in even farther. The red light from the car stereo leant his features a strange almost demonic glow and Jason had no defence.
“You want a connection in the next two weeks? You want to lose it inside me on a regular basis…?” Kieran twisted and pulled and moved up on one knee to then half straddle Jason. The weight of Kieran across him was intoxicating and with the motion of the man’s hand and the intense concentration on Kieran’s face, it all proved to be too much. “I love being fucked hard and fast, or soft and slow, but I love it even more when I can top a guy who never thought he wanted it. Joe never realised how much he needed me inside him, but he fucking loved it.”
Jason shouldn’t have been turned on by that statement but orgasm was building and he was so close. To hear that Kieran had taken the idiot married guy and shown him exactly what sex was like was the thing that pushed him over the edge.
“Are you gonna come now, Hollywood?” The nickname that Daniel had bestowed on him sounded like the best porn line ever and in seconds he was pumping up into Kieran’s hand and closing his eyes tight as he reached his high. He didn’t open them again at first.
“Jason? Open your eyes.”
“I can’t,” Jason murmured.
“Yes, you can.”
“You pulled me off in your truck.”
“To be fair, you were the one who said I wasn’t going inside. I had no other option.” Kieran chuckled.
“Fuck, that was hot,” Jason mumbled. Then he opened his eyes and Kieran’s face was inches from his. Somehow Jason as the super-confident partner had slipped under the onslaught of Kieran’s dirty mouth. He wanted that dirty mouth on him. He wanted the coolness of the innocent blond and the heat of his words sprawled on a bed waiting for him to climb on board. Kieran closed the small gap and initiated a kiss. They kissed for a long while, deep and all kinds of hot. Finally, Kieran pulled back.
“How do you see me?” he asked.
Jason had to clear his head. The question didn’t make sense. “Now?” he asked carefully.
“Young, short twink who doesn’t know his own mind, who needs friends to look out for him?”
“No. No, I don’t see you like that.” Far from it. Kieran was a man who knew exactly what he wanted. Not a fragile, needy bone in his body.
“Am I coming in?” Kieran asked.
“Do you want to come in?”
“Yes.”
Clambering off Jason, Kieran opened the side door and was out of the cab in seconds. Jason held his jeans together and winced at the cold wetness in his shorts. He wasn’t sure he was going to get it up again fast enough to satisfy Kieran. He was thirty-four, not in his twenties. It would take a while, especially considering that by just using his hand and words Kieran had wrung such an intense orgasm from him. In fact, his legs were a little wobbly when he followed Kieran up the steps to the cabin door. Kieran waited while he fumbled for the key. He even waited while Jason locked up behind them and turned expectantly. What he saw made his mouth water—Kieran stripping off his T-shirt and revealing his slim form. He looked like a diver, with smooth skin and softly defined muscles. He slowly unbuttoned his fly, all the while looking at Jason with an expression of need on his face.
He pushed the jeans down and revealed he was commando. Finally, with socks and boots toed away, Kieran was naked in the hallway of the cabin. He circled his cock with one hand and ran it down the length from the tip to the base. Jason had never seen a body, or a face, or a cock, so damn pretty. This may well only be a two-week fling, but hell, it was going to be a hot and memorable two-week fling. His cock even managed a small resurrection and valiantly pushed against the wet patch. He needed to be naked.
“You probably need to take your clothes off,” Kieran said.
Hurriedly, Jason did just that. In a rush, he pushed his jeans and shorts down and stripped off his own tee until he was as naked as Kieran. He wasn’t ashamed of his body. He worked hard to keep himself in shape for the show, and because at any moment he could land a film role that meant he needed to expose his body for the camera. Kieran turned on his heel and walked down the corridor towards the bedroom. Jason watched him walk, his eyes drawn to the other man’s perfect, taut ass. Fuck. He felt like he was starring in a porn film. Quickly, he moved to catch up and by the time he reached the bedroom, Kieran had already got one knee on the bed to climb up.
Jason caught him around the waist and pressed his half-hard cock against Kieran’s perfect ass. Curling himself over the other man, he reached for Kieran’s face and turned it so they could kiss. With one knee on the bed, Kieran had his legs spread and Jason rocked and kissed with a rhythm of need.
“I assume you have stuff?” Kieran said.
“I bought it today,” Jason answered immediately. He didn’t want Kieran thinking he wasn’t taking this very seriously. “Are you going to make a Boy Scout comment now?”
Kieran chuckled and pushed back against him. The tip of his cock slid along the crack of Kieran’s ass and for a second Jason couldn’t breathe. Kieran wriggled free and crawled the rest of the way, turning over and flopping back with his hands above his head and his legs spread.
“You first,” he said.
Jason could get with that and in seconds he was grabbing lube and condoms and climbing Kieran’s lithe body until he blanketed the smaller man with his own. They kissed deeply and, one-handed, Jason loosened the lid of the lube. Too much on his fingers, but it didn’t matter. Stretching a lover was one of his favourite things and he wanted this to be so good for Kieran that he forgot Joe, and in fact forgot every other man he had ever been with.
Jason slid to one side, still connected to the kiss, and he explored Kieran’s length before sliding slicked fingers around his rim.

Kieran loved the sensation of being prepared. The gentle consideration of Jason as he used way too much slick and careful touches slowed down Kieran’s need for rough and now. He still couldn’t get his head around what had happened in the truck. Telling Jason about Joe and about how his friends had jumped to his physical and emotional rescue had been a mistake. He’d seen Jason change immediately. His eyes had shown every emotion running through him, from a flash of pity to an unhealthy dose of chivalry. Somehow he’d got it in his head that he should back off to save Kieran. Save him how, Kieran couldn’t decipher.

He needed this connection and he needed it tonight. He’d daydreamt about it enough since he’d nearly fallen over outside Jason’s cabin. Telling Jason about the one fantasy he had, though—that had maybe been a bridge too far. No one wanted a small guy to be in charge. No one expected him to be the one who could top. But to blurt it out like that, the thought of tying Jason up. A hand to each bedpost, ankles to the bottom posts, maybe blindfolded…

He groaned then buried his hands in Jason’s hair, slanting his head and wanting more of a taste.
“That’s just one finger,” Jason pulled back and murmured. Kieran squirmed—he wanted more than one. Two, three, four—he wanted to screw himself down on Jason’s fingers…
Had he said something out loud? Jason was chuckling into their kiss then there was the push-press-burn of a second finger, slick and sharp. It widened him and a third had him arching up then down onto Jason’s hand.
Jason found the sweet spot and massaged gently. Kieran wanted more. He wanted to be stretched, filled, readied for Kieran’s cock.
“More…” he moaned.
“Four,” Jason whispered. He stretched and twisted his fingers, and Kieran was babbling and begging, and when Jason touched his thumb to Kieran’s taint he had to hold back his orgasm as it threatened to sweep over him.
“You,” Kieran demanded. He knew he was a pushy bottom, but he couldn’t help it. Jason had to be inside him now. This second. Jason moved his fingers and pulled them out gently. Then he sheathed his cock and pushed Kieran’s legs apart and up. Looking down at Kieran’s ass, Jason licked his lips.
“Beautiful,” he whispered. “So sexy.”
“Kiss me,” Kieran demanded.
“In time,” Jason murmured. He pressed his cock against Kieran and pushed in past the ring of loosened muscle. For a second he held the position, then, taking Kieran’s mouth in a kiss, he pressed home. The burn was intense, and sexy, and it felt fucking perfect. Now Jason needed to move. They kissed and breathed in time, and Jason set up a steady push with his cock.
“You’re going to make me come again,” Jason said between kisses, “like I’m eighteen all over again.”
Kieran shifted a little so he could hook one leg over Jason’s arm and suddenly Jason was deeper, and it was so fucking good. The kisses became nothing more than shared breath and, with his cock trapped between Jason and himself, he wanted to come right now. His orgasm was explosive and he yelled his completion, the sound swallowed by Jason’s kissing. Two thrusts, three, Jason’s cock rubbing across his prostate and the orgasm pumped ropes of cum between them.
“Fuck,” Jason moaned then he stiffened and emptied his load into Kieran. Again and again he pushed inside until finally, with eyes screwed shut, he fell limp against Kieran.
“Heavy,” Kieran whimpered. Jason pulled out and tied off the condom before dropping it in the small bin next to the bed. Then he rolled onto his back next to Kieran.
“That was awesome,” he said.
“Past awesome,” Kieran said on a yawn.
“Are you okay?” Jason asked. “Did I hurt you? I usually only use three but you wanted more and—”
“Stop analysing,” Kieran demanded, although the words lacked heat as he was so sleepy. There was nothing like the feeling after good sex to send him to sleep, and, to be honest, he hadn’t had good sex in one hell of a long time. “Tired,” he added. Rolling on his side, he moved back until his ass pressed against Jason’s hip.
Jason quickly got with the plan by copying the move in reverse and encouraging Kieran to wriggle back closer. With his eyelids heavy, Kieran snuggled back into Jason’s hold and closed his eyes. His last waking thought was that it was a damn shame a man who could fuck him this good wasn’t staying around.

The alarm on his phone woke Kieran with a start. For a second he was confused by where he was. The feel of arms holding him close and the warmth of a body behind him was enough to jar him back to recalling exactly what had happened.

Jason.
Telling Jason what Kieran wanted to do to him.
He screwed his eyes tight against the light through the window and the sudden flush of

“I can hear you thinking,” Jason growled from behind. He shifted his hand slightly down past Kieran’s navel then on to wrap his fingers around Kieran’s morning wood. A sense memory from last night washed over him and his ass ached as an added reminder. Jason’s hard cock was pressed against him and the thought of him being inside had him groaning and curling back into Jason’s grip.

God. Yes, please.
“Go for it,” Kieran said nonchalantly. Jason chuckled next to his ear then set about moving his hand and kiss-biting a trail of marks on the back of Kieran’s neck.
“When I was inside you last night,” Jason began, “you were so tight, even though I’d loosened you with all of my fingers. And my thumb. I pressed my thumb on the edge and you nearly lost it. Not my whole fist but stretching you like that was the hottest thing I have ever done. I want to do it again. I will do it again. I’ll take my time next time, press into you, stretch you, find that spot that sends you wild, stretch you, with my mouth on your cock, sucking you down…”
Kieran couldn’t have stopped the orgasm if he had tried. Jason twisting his fingers over the head and down to the base, his other hand sliding under and cupping his balls from the other side, then the talking, each image seared into his brain, and Kieran was coming near silently over Jason’s hand. He whimpered when Jason continued to move it, but he knew what his lover wanted and when Jason pressed hard with his cock against Kieran, it was a heady feeling for Kieran when he felt Jason coming over his ass.
“What a way to get woken up,” Kieran murmured.
“Will I see you tonight?”
Kieran wriggled free and walked straight to the bathroom. Jason was asking to meet up again. He was out at Daniel’s place all day today. There were rotting floorboards to replace and he loved to volunteer his time on his friends PTSD centre. He could be back here by seven. He didn’t want to presume anything, though, and he stopped at the bathroom door and turned back to face a very sleepy-looking Jason.
“You want to?” Damn the insecurity that had made him even ask.
“I want to.”
Kieran felt lighter at the instant reply. “Dinner?”
“Here in Ellery?” Jason sounded a little unsure. Then he appeared to catch himself. “Sure.”
“I’ll pick you up at eight?”
Jason rolled over and swung his legs so his feet rested on the floor. “Sounds good.” He yawned. “It’s a big shower, you know.”
“Yep. I do know.”
“Wanna share?” Now it was Jason’s turn to look unsure. Kieran simply held out a hand and Jason jumped up, gloriously naked and with a smile on his face.
“Too right.”